She felt that Rong Beifeng might like her best friend, since she knew Bai Quan cared about her.
Before, she had strongly supported their divorce because her best friend was genuinely unhappy.
Bai Quan's eyes flickered with complex emotions upon hearing this, and she remained silent.
Seeing Bai Quan lost in thought, Wen Yan smirked, "Quan Quan, I'm leaving now. Think it over carefully."
Bai Quan softly hummed, "Yan Yan, I won't see you out."
Wen Yan waved her hand, "It's fine."
As she spoke, she left the hospital. On her way back, she suddenly received a call from Leng Xunze.
Wen Yan frowned, then answered, "Mr. Leng, is something the matter?"
Leng Xunze's voice was cold, tinged with displeasure, "You don't know what's the matter?"
Of course, she knew, but she feigned ignorance, "There's been so much going on lately, I can't recall."
Leng Xunze chuckled, "You left me hanging at lunch. Forgotten so quickly?"
Wen Yan smiled, "Wasn't I creating an opportunity for you and Miss Song?"
Hearing this, Leng Xunze's expression darkened abruptly, "Do I need to remind you? We're not divorced yet!"
Wen Yan was taken aback, "But aren't we practically divorced now? Mr. Leng, is there anything else? If not, I need to get back to the studio."
She could clearly sense Song Na's hostility towards her.
Leng Xunze said, "There's a gala in two days. You'll attend with me."
"Why?" She had no desire to attend any event with him.
Leng Xunze reminded her, "If you attend a gala with me, I won't hold today's lunch incident against you."
After some thought, Wen Yan agreed, "Alright, but after attending the gala with you, this favor will be repaid."
Leng Xunze nodded, "Good."
Hanging up the phone, Wen Yan returned to her studio and sat at her desk, fully immersing herself in her work.
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Leng Group.
Leng Xunze ended the call and glanced at the documents on his desk. His assistant knocked on the door.
He looked up, "Come in!"
The next second, Zuo An entered, bowing his head as he reported, "Mr. Leng, Leng Baichuan is downstairs and wishes to see you."
Leng Xunze's expression turned grim, "Tell him to get lost!"
Zuo An flinched, startled. Seeing Zuo An not acting, he said in a low voice, "Didn't you understand?"
Zuo An spoke again, "Mr. Leng, Leng Baichuan says he wants to discuss a certain box with you, and that you'll be very interested."
Leng Xunze's brows furrowed. After a long pause, he replied coldly, "Let him in!"
Zuo An nodded and left.
Could Leng Baichuan have opened his father's box?
Thinking of Leng Baichuan brought to mind the heartless words Wen Yan had spoken to him.
Later.
Leng Baichuan entered, a smug smile on his face, "Leng Xunze, I thought you weren't interested in that box!"
He had tried various methods to open that damned box but failed. If it weren't for fear of damaging its contents, he would have simply torn it apart.
Leng Xunze, impatient to waste time with him, said, "Speak your mind, or get out!"
He had no good feelings towards Leng Baichuan.
Leng Baichuan gritted his teeth, then his lips curled, "The box is in my hands, aren't you curious why I'm here?"
Leng Xunze glanced at him, "If you had opened the box, you wouldn't be here. Anything else?"
Leng Baichuan's eyes widened with fury, "Even if I can't open it, the box isn't in your possession, so you can only boast."
He had intended to provoke Leng Xunze, to urge him to open the box sooner.
He hadn't expected to be seen through.
Damn it!
Although Leng Xunze desperately wanted to open the box, he suddenly thought of something and cast a cold glance at Leng Baichuan, "With your intellect, it's unlikely you could open it."
"You..." Leng Baichuan clenched his fists in anger.
Leng Xunze pressed the intercom, "Show him out!"
As soon as she hung up the phone, Zuo An walked from outside to Leng Baichuan's side, "Please, Young Master Leng!"
Leng Baichuan glared at him, "Leng Xunze, you just wait! Hmph!"
After they left, Leng Xunze walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the scenery outside. What had his father left him in that box?
Evening.
Leng Xunze received a call from Leng Xue, "Leng Xunze, come home tonight. I have something to ask you."
He held his phone. She always spoke to him like this, but not to Leng Baichuan.
Thinking of this, his heart felt a sharp pang.
He knew he no longer yearned for such things, yet it still hurt.
Leng Xunze's voice was indifferent, "What is it?"
Hearing his cold tone, Leng Xue raised her voice and reprimanded, "Leng Xunze, is this how you speak to me?"
He turned around, "I'm very busy. If it's not important, I'll hang up."
Leng Xue, hearing this, scowled in anger, "It is important. Be back before dinner."
With that, she hung up directly.
Leng Xunze looked at the black screen and made another call, instructing, "I have something tonight. You'll be responsible for the preliminary stages of that project. I'll make the necessary arrangements."
Zuo An nodded, "Yes, Mr. Leng."
He strode out of the room and drove back to the old residence.
Half an hour later.
Leng Xunze parked his car in the courtyard. As soon as he got out, Leng Baishui heard the commotion and came from the hall to his side, extremely excited, "Brother, you're finally home! Come inside quickly."
Leng Xunze was always indulgent towards Leng Baishui. He glanced at her, "Has Leng Baichuan returned?"
Leng Baishui knew about their conflict and replied, "No, he hasn't. But Brother, Mom knows about your lunch with Miss Song today."
Leng Xunze frowned, "Let's go in."
Leng Baishui smiled, and as they entered the hall, he felt a chilling aura pervading the room.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Leng Baishui spoke first, "Mom, Brother is back."
Leng Xue looked up, glanced at Leng Xunze, and then her gaze fell on Leng Baishui, "Daughter, you go upstairs first. Your brother and I have something to discuss."
Leng Baishui glanced at Leng Xunze beside her, then looked at Leng Xue, "Mom..."
Before she could finish, Leng Xue's voice deepened, "Go upstairs."
Leng Baishui had no choice but to obediently go upstairs.
Leng Xunze looked at her, "What did you call me back for?"
Since she knew about him having lunch with Song Na, she must already know about Wen Yan.
As expected, Leng Xue questioned, "What exactly is your relationship with that Wen Yan?"
If Song Na hadn't called her, she wouldn't have known Leng Xunze was so close to Wen Yan.
The Leng family was indeed the foremost family in the capital, but without a strong alliance, it would be very difficult to maintain their position.
Especially to sustain it in the long run, it was even more challenging.
Therefore, the alliance with the Song family was necessary.
She knew what Song Na intended, but for the sake of the family alliance, she understood which was more important.
Leng Xunze sat on the sofa, "What do you think our relationship is? Did Song Na tell you?"
Leng Xue reprimanded, "Keep your distance from that Wen Yan!"